Her Lovely, overprotective Brothers

Chapter 47

"L-Leo... I can't breathe..."

Leo cried louder when he heard that, hugging the life out of me.

But thank goodness for Hayley because she saved me from my upcoming death.

Hayley pulled Leo away from me, hitting his head as she growls angrily. "She's still fragile, you know! Don't kill her! And stop your whining, she's not dead!"

"B-But she was absent for a few days that... I thought something really bad has happened." Leo sobbed. "And something did happen!"

"Get a grip." Hayley sighed.

Leo sniffled. "B-But... She's--"

"She's alright." Gabriel said, giving me a glance before smiling reassuringly at Leo. "Our lil' Stones here is a tough cookie."

I almost wanted to cry when I heard that nickname. Actually, I almost wanted to cry when they visited me here, filling me up on what I missed in school and so  I also filled them up on half of what happened here. 

And, how I miss them so much. Hayley and Leo arguing, Gabriel calling me little Stones— it just brings me to this familiar feeling of the past where everyone and everything is filled with nothing but ordinary and normality.

Normal and with no problems at all.

I'm so glad that my family gave me some space to talk to them.

And now, as I look at them, I could feel a familiar cold dread starting to build up in my stomach and it's making me sick.

I tried to smile but it just doesn't feel right.

The what ifs suddenly entered my mind, making me clench my fist in fear and anger. Those familiar feelings started to brew inside of me and as I look and stared at them. As I look at them, as I see the normality, their voices started to become faint and every beat of my heart gave me a huge massive headache.

It's something that I will need to deal with from now on. It's a scar that has been left when all of this happened. I'm scared. So scared of what will happen now. The cold and raw, unforgiving fear that is just begging to wrap itself around me like a spider wrapping its prey. It's devastating.

Those truths that I revealed one by one kind of gave me a trauma. Being alone gives me a scare and those who's close to me might leave me and I know it's stupid to think about all of this when now is all well.

But what if it changes?

What if they leave me?

I know that it's stupid to think about that. I know that they won't do that to me and it's not like I don't trust them. I just can't stop thinking about these kinds of things.

But I just can't stop it. I can't help it.

It's wrapping itself around me and its sticking to me like glue.

"—am?"

Sam, stop it.

Wrong.

You're fine.

"—mantha?"

Breathe.

In and out.

Stop.
 

You'll be alright.

You're going to be okay, Sam!

Lies.

They're fault.

It's theirs not mine.